Luyện nghe bài hát French

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch
She trying to get her groove back Stella, grab the umbrella
When it comes to your perception of my I'm Helen Keller
When it comes to the of my shit I know you
smell the rectum I'm like a i always X them
Like Wolverine steps in attacking a deadly
I'm opening a church to coke and Led Zeppelin,
and f-ck in her ass... ha ha... yo
I'm fucking Goldilocks up in the
In the three bear house eating their motherf-cking
I tell her it's my house, give her a
In my basement, and keep that bitch up in my storage
Rape her and record it, then edit it more shit
Octopussy effect, the wet bitches be banging
And never disrespect my set with cannons
Hanging from my neck like a motherf-cking circus

You little better check my French
You getting money better check my
Ah, what time is it, huh? my French
If you cop my you better check my French,

I'm making moves, my French
I speak English but my French
Your hoe be on my she check my French, bitch

I guess I left my up in the cupboard
every girl im digging, when im digging in her pussy
im never using a
but fuck it I i gotta steach it out like it was flubber
and leave it drippin green and red like it was doubble cheese
chewin on cum bubble gum from hubbard
This bitch knew dick like Bubba knew
(Laughing)
Yo Im seventeen, already blow
I tell my friends its asthma time I start to itch my throat
I got a new for MTV, "Pimp My Boat"
Cause some bitch said my was dirty, that silly ho
The most they can do is find me, Im hiding
somewhere where Chris Stokes cant me
Oh no Mister Stokes I dont like no
Dont R. Kelly, where my little sister go?

You little niggas better my French
You getting money better my French
Ahh, what time is it, Check my French
If you cop my shit you check my French, muthafucka
Im moves check my French
I speak English but my French
Your hoe be on my penis she check my French,

Yo you little niggas check my french
I got allstars and you can check my
Left Brain, super three, Creator Ace puttin the expressions in music and the face
Of the picture, punchline out ahhh I get you
No you nigga so why dont you go figure
You seem confused anyway, enough?
You the type of dude to choke the pressure is up
The pressure is to pump and is us
bitches eargasms and the pleasure is us
Niggas wanna be O.F. and write to us
Competition's competition, yo you better us?
Digest what Im sayin? I think so
We shit, throw it up down in the sink yo
The odd niggas are to spill these pink hoes
We sorta odd so we think so

Crusin in my go at walmart sellin cupcakes
Go ahead admit it this shit is tighter then buttrape
That involves Ballpark franks and silver tape
and hormones and boxes of DiGiornos
You homos is loco prolly drinking cuervo
with some vatos with the door closed watchin zorro you